Sunday, December 02, 2007

RRRAAWWWWRRRRR!!!!

Tuesday, October 02, 2007

Sorry I got to do it. The POPGUN Vol. 1 will be out in stores and available at Amazon and other fine comic retailers online in November. " The first PopGun Comics Anthology is well over 500 pages and it's a beast. The idea behind the book is an anthology that appeals to a wide market. There are no safe anthology stories here, and PopGun has a real life and a pulse to it. PopGun screams rock 'n roll, Andy Warhol, super spies, rocket packs, grindhouse flicks, vinyl records, old comics that time forgot. In a way, the book is a love letter to everything we love about pop art - comics, records, movies, etc. PopGun is a four color mixtape for the planet to plug into and come out realizing comics are part of the larger pop art spectrum."

Monday, October 01, 2007

the blues

i was out earlier tonight,i didnt really want to be at home, to be honest i really dont want to be anywhere right now...

on saturday this woman comes into work and i swear my breath catches in my throat.

and for a moment i thought it was her, i had to check the tattoos to make sure it wasnt.

if she had a sister this woman would have been her.

and last night...

this is what i wrote earlier tonight when i was trying to draw:

this place is making me feel old tonight. it would be one thing id those years spent had yielded anything as far as my present is concerned. but as it stands, i had those years, i had everything that i ever wanted, i had her. really thats all i ever wanted, to be with her, and now shes gone, and that future with her and i have nothing.

nothing but unwanted memories of being happier that i have been since.

and then again i might be idealizing my past, old people tend to do that.

and i so wish that i was done with this, with her, these feelings that i cant seem to get over. oh i think i have, i think that ive moved on but something always seems to come up to remind me of her and the dreams begin again.

she wasnt always that nice, or compassionate, or really even all that beautiful, at least not in the classical sense,but for whatever reason i think that she was the one that i was meant to be with.

in retrospect i have never carried around feelings for someone as long as i have for her.

so the dreams, when i dream of her, i guess that they are more nightmares than anything else, i wake up sweating and on the verge of tears, half-remembered images of what happened.

and knowing that i had had her and then lost her all over again.

and its been so long now that i know the woman im hung up on, that i cant seem to let go of doesnt even exist anymore, that she has chanced and become a different person than i remember.

that and i can barely remember her face anymore.

the only thing that i can remember are smell of her hair, the taste of her lips and the blues of her eyes.

original blue pencil sketchsketch i did of her years ago, before we got back together

puzzle

Wednesday, July 25, 2007

and then theres this guy

okay, theres this guy that came in and was all like "end of the day mode", he had thetop button unbuttoned, the tie loosened, shirt half un-tucked, the works.

and he swaggers up and says the lamest thing a person could say.

latte me...

what the hell is that?

latte me.

and yes, as he said that, he did throw the horns.

douche.

(and ive tried making these comics web friendly, however there are limits to the size allowed by blogger and unless i want to move it to a web comic server, which i dont really want to yet, it will have to stay the way it is for the time being, i hope that its cool with everyone.)

Ketchup Gallery

This blog is lousy with tumbleweeds, I tell ya! In an effort to keep this thing moving--at least for a little while--I've decided to tackle some previous topics for which I had not submitted a drawing. These pieces represent "Pimp My Ride" and "Draw Your Favorite Sports Mascot", respectively. You can probably tell which one I enjoyed more (Hint: it ain't the unicycle!), and I consider that picture an utter failure in almost every regard. Why submit it, or even finish it, you may ask? I believe that we should learn from our creative mistakes, and also make them as public as possible so that the shame can propel us forward to more successful endeavors. Anyway, I hope you enjoy these, even if that enjoyment manifests as derisive laughter. More to come...

Tuesday, April 03, 2007

t-shirts

Friday, March 30, 2007

Clown Hotel

This is my first pass at sketching for this topic. (I won't have time to work on it anymore for a while.) Actually, Catherine reminded me of this experience. We also drove everywhere on vacations- no fancy airplanes for us! So, we'd stay in a lot of hotels- some a bit more interesting than others. One time we stayed in a very small hotel run by ex-clowns. I took the liberty exaggerating a bit in this sketch!

Thursday, March 29, 2007

Road Trip

As a kid, I only went on road trips. No plane travel for the Pryor family. Good memories traveling through the landscape of America. This was inspired a little bit by my last trip across the Continent, traveling through Utah.

Saturday, March 24, 2007

Week 27

Road TripOutsider Art Club, session 127

After a few weeks off, let's kick the OAC back into gear, this time focusing on your most memorable (or regrettable?) Road Trip! No matter where you go or who you go with, any journey in a car ends up with some kind of crazy story. Whether it was getting lost, meeting someone new, or getting chased by a bear, everyone's had an experience to tell.